George's POVWhat was the meaning of this nonsense? I didn't expect today to turn out this way at all. This was supposed to be me having a nice family time with Susan and Isabella but it seemed like I was the third wheel here!I was so angry at Susan but tried to control myself. How could she had made the decision of inviting Patrick to Isabella's sports day without even informing me in the first place!I was not ready to give Patrick the satisfaction that he was winning when Isabella went along with him, so I stayed behind. I wanted to prove to him that Susan and Isabella was still my family and not his!Those women made things worse by fawning over him. What's so special about him other than being athletic and having money?Patrick was clearly enjoying himself until a beautiful lady stole the spotlight.Everyone wondered who she was, and Susan seemed curious when the lady kissed Patrick on the cheek."Hi everyone, I am Alexandria, but you can call me Alex. I'm Patrick's friend," Sh
Alex's POVPatrick dragged me out to the car park and furiously asked, "What was the meaning of that nonsense you just did in there?""What? I was only trying to get to know your daughter better." I defended myself."I thought I told you to steer clear of my private life especially my daughter when you said you would like to meet her! What the hell is your problem? How did you even know where I was?" He raged.I refused to tell him but I knew I crossed the line with the way he was yelling. He was clearly restricting himself from doing something stupid when he started clenching and unclenching his fists. I moved closer to him and decided to confess my feelings to him."Patrick, I know I went far this time but it's better I tell you exactly how I feel at this point and why I did what I did."Taking a deep breath, I confessed, "I have been trying to hide it, but I can't any longer. Patrick, I have developed feelings for you. I have falling in love with you "Patrick's expression shifted
Alice's POVI had been noticing a lot ever since Sebastian's mom came to stay with him.Sebastian frequently seemed distant and lost in thought. I tried to ask him what was bothering him, but he usually brushed it off, saying he was okay.Don't get me wrong, Sebastian's mom had always been very nice to me, maybe a little too nice. But it appeared that Sebastian didnn't really enjoy or appreciate her kindness.Since it was the weekend, I decided to surprise Sebastian by coming to his house and cooking a nice meal for him and his mom.Louisa was easy to get along with. She was quite relatable and loved spending time with me when I was free.However, I noticed she often asked uncomfortable questions, like how much Sebastian earned at his job and the amount of bonuses he received.Initially, I thought she was just concerned about her son's financial stability. But when most of our conversations centered around money, I started feeling uncomfortable.Well, I guess no one is perfect. Everyo
George's POVLiving with Susan had gradually become difficult. Things went downhill when Patrick reappeared in our lives and it had affected our family too much.I believed my love for her would make her forget about Patrick. I thought if I were the perfect husband and father to Isabella, she would be completely mine.Alex's words bothered me a lot. She made me feel like a fool for caring for another man's child.All I wanted was Susan's love, so I accepted Isabella as my own. Why couldn't Susan see the sacrifices I made for her?After Isabella's sports day, I gave Susan the silent treatment. She tried to apologize, but I didn't give her a chance.What could I do to make Susan mine forever? What possible means could I use to make her forget Patrick completely?I sat in my office, lost in thoughts and angry at how my perfect family had been broken by Patrick's appearance into our lives.Even Isabella seemed to prefer him now. How long had they known each other for her to choose him ove
Susan's POV"Come on, Sweetie, let's get going," I said to Isabella as I packed everything we needed.I had plans to take Isabella to the charity foundation I often visited when I had some free time. She was on school vacation, so she would be joining me.I had already messaged Georgina, and she mentioned she was on her way. We usually donated to the charity foundation, sometimes preparing meals in bulk to distribute to orphans, the poor, and those in need.We did this once a month, and if our schedules got too tight, we would send money to support the foundation instead."Did you bring your iPad? You wanted to watch cartoons with Ruth, didn't you?" I asked Isabella.She eagerly nodded, and I led her to the car. Ruth was a new friend she had made at the foundation during our previous visit. Even though they didn't see each other often, their friendship remained strong, and they always looked forward to seeing each other.We arrived at the foundation, and the other volunteers welcomed
Patrick's POVSusan started acting distant towards me after the stunt Alex pulled at the sports day. She couldn't ask me about my choices or my private life, so she chose to be formal towards me.I thought we had moved past this formality, especially after bonding at the noodle soup shop. Unfortunately, Alex had burned that bridge for me.I called Susan to discuss my weekend plans with her."Hello, Patrick," she greeted me on the phone."Hi, Suzy. How are you?""I have told you not to call me Suzy, Patrick," She complained for the upteenth time which I simply ignored."I want to take Isabella out for the day. I want to spend quality time with our daughter.""What! No! Why do you want to take her away?" She asked guardely."It's just for today. Can't I spend time with her anymore?""If that's the case, come to the house to see her. I will talk to George about it," she insisted."I don't need your husband's permission to spend time with my daughter. I have the right to take her out," I
Susan's POVThe touch of his lips on mine sent a shiver down my spine. It was unexpected, but not unwelcome. My surprise quickly turned into a rush of emotions – passion, excitement, and a growing connection with the man whom I had missed for years."Mommy!" Isabella swung open the door to the guest room without warning.With a speed of light, I broke the kiss and pushed Patrick away with a force that caused him to fall on the bed."What do you need, Sweetie?" I asked, trying to organize my thoughts and pretend that nothing happened.She complained, "My skirt," and pointed to the one she had on.Suddenly, I remembered I had promised to help her change into a short she preferred, but I wanted to give Patrick his clothes first."Oh, right. I will be with you in a bit," I assured her, and she walked away.Feeling awkward and avoiding eye contact with Patrick, I finally gathered the courage to look at him. He was smirking and obviously enjoying the look of embarrassment on my face."I ho
Alex's POV"Ms. Johnson, Mr. Patrick is currently not available at the moment." Trisha informed me and resumed what she was doing.I had been trying to get across to Patrick for quite a while now but he had been avoiding my calls and wouldn't speak with me. I knew he was still upset about the whole sports day incident but he should have gotten over it by now."I am sure he's in there. I just want to talk to him. Please call him again," I insisted."Ms. Alex, Mr. Patrick is busy at the moment. If you want to see him, you will need to schedule an appointment," Trisha replied."Seriously? Since when do I have to make an appointment to see Patrick? What's going on?" I asked, feeling frustrated.Trisha didn't respond, and I felt insulted. Had things become this formal between us? Had Patrick forgotten that I helped him get his CEO position a few months ago?Without waiting any longer, I headed to Patrick's office, determined to speak with him."Ms. Alex, you can't go in! I am going to cal
Patrick's POVSix months later…."And the Staff of the Year award goes to Miss Trisha Camwood."Trisha beamed with smiles as she made her way to the stage to accept her award.It was our company's end-of-year party, and I had the honor of presenting the award to the best staff of the year."Congratulations, Trisha, you truly deserve it," I said, handing her the award with a smile."Thank you so much, Sir," she replied, taking the award happily.As the party was going on, I went to get a drink and found Sebastian and Mr. Stephen deep in conversation."You never told us how you managed to gather all that fnal evidence against the Godfather. Come on, tell me, I have been dying to know," Sebastian asked eagerly.“That's true. We never got to know how you managed to do it, Mr. Stephen, tell us,” I added.Mr. Stephen grinned proudly, "You boys still have a lot to learn from me. Don't worry, I won't charge you if you decide to be my disciples. Or would you rather ask the Godfather himself, w
George's POVGeorgina, my mistress, and Susan, my savior, had two different personalities.Georgina never spoke kindly to me like Susan did, and she never promised to love and care for me.I got so attached to Georgina that I couldn't tell if I loved or hated her.Ever since our mother died due to our toxic father who got so drunk and beat her to death, I had never truly healed.Georgina wasn't at home when the incident happened, I was the only one who witnessed my mother being beaten to death by my drunk and abusive father.I kept the truth from Georgina to spare her the pain of knowing that our father killed Mother. She thought Mom died from an illness.I missed her so much and began to see her in Georgina. Her absence in my life made me hate our father so much.After our mother's death, Georgina was all I had. She was the only one I could talk to comfortably. Even though she made me do things I was not proud of, I had no one else to turn to... until Susan came into my life.That fa
Susan's POVWhen I saw George aiming the gun at Isabella, ready to shoot her, I threw caution to the wind and launched at him. I tried to snatch the gun away from him, but he skillfully turned, preventing me from taking the gun.Unable to snatch the gun, I dropped to my knees in front of George and held his legs tightly, pleading and sobbing loudly, "Please, George, kill me instead! Spare my daughter, I beg you! Kill me!"All I cared about was keeping my daughter safe. Isabella, sensing my distress, coupled with my loud cries, started crying and wiggling in Georgina's arms."Stop crying, you little brat!" Georgina yelled at Isabella, making her cry even harder.My motherly instincts took over, and I lunged at Georgina, trying to get Isabella back. I grabbed Georgina's hair and yanked it back, trying to take Isabella away but George grabbed me from behind, dragging me farther from Georgina.Unknown to him, Patrick had slowly managed to stand and threw a punch at George, making him let g
Georgina’s POV"G, what are you doing here with George? and why is he calling you Mistress?" Susan asked, bewildered.I chuckled at her confusion, patting George's head and telling him to stand up."Surprised to see me, Susan?" I teased."Can someone explain what's happening here, and why do you have my child?" Susan demanded, her voice rising."Shut up! Don't talk to my Mistress like that!" George snapped, defending me. His loyalty pleased me; he finally saw his wife for what she was, a trash."Wait, are you two lovers? Is that why George calls you Mistress? Have you been cheating on me with her?" Susan speculated.I wrinkled my nose in disgust. "No way! Why would I sleep with my own twin brother?""What? Did I hear you right?" Susan exclaimed, shocked."Yes, that's right. George is my twin brother," I confirmed."But how is that possible? You don't even have the same last name," Susan asked, still puzzled."My name is Georgina Grayson Grey. I purposely took on our late mother's maide
George's POV I waited patiently at the abandoned warehouse for Susan and Patrick. They had better not try anything stupid, else I wouldn't hesitate to get rid of Isabella.Did they really think they could just ditch me aside? They had another thing coming. It was time to end this once and for all.They pulled up at the warehouse and from where I hid, I scanned to make sure they came alone. After confirming they were actually alone, I finally stepped out."I see you followed my instructions. That's a good one," I said."George, where's my daughter? Where's Isabella? Please, give her back!" Susan pleaded desperately."Hush, my dear wife. Aren't you too eager? You didn't even ask how I was doing, you are just concerned about your daughter," I taunted.Patrick held Susan, trying to calm her. His touch made me jealous, and I snapped at him, "Get your filthy hands off her! She's my wife, not yours anymore! Do you know the sacrifices I have made for her? You don't even love her as much as
Susan's POV How could George do this to me? How could he mess up my life?I felt really mad and angry. George would have to face the consequences. He planned everything so well that I never suspected anything.He must have found out about my divorce with Patrick five years ago and followed me to the small town where I went to heal. He acted like he was meeting me for the first time and slowly became a part of my life.He must be probably feeling pleased with himself wherever he was, thinking he did a great job. But he would surely pay for all the pain he caused me.I wiped away my tears and asked Patrick, “Did you tell the police about this?”“Yes, they're still investigating. But for your safety and Isabella's, it's best if you stay away from him.”I agreed and quickly called the school.“I have to go pick up my daughter from school. George was supposed to get her, but I need to tell the school to stop him. My daughter can't be with that monster for another moment!”I called the sc
Susan's POVI went to the place and knocked on the door. I thought Patrick would be there, but instead, Sebastian and Juliana were at the door."Why is she here?" I asked angrily."Hey, calm down, Susan. Let's talk inside," Sebastian said.But I vehemently refused, "I won't go in if she's here. If Patrick invited her, he made a very big mistake. I’m not ready to listen to whatever she has to say."I started to leave, but Juliana stopped me, “Please Susan, just listen to what Sebastian and I have to say. You can choose to leave afterwards if you don't believe us.”“Keep your rotting mouth shut! You are the cause of all this nonsense going on! Haven't you done enough trying to ruin my marriage? To what extent are you willing to do to achieve your aim?” I retorted fiercely.Sebastian quickly intervened, "Please, listen to us. Everything is just a misunderstanding. If you don't believe us, you can go. You have come this far because I know deep within you, you desire to know the truth, com
Godfather's POVEarlier that day…."Godfather! Godfather! you must leave the city at once! The authorities are searching for you!"That was the first thing I heard when I answered Clark's call this morning. I swiftly rose from my relaxation chair where I had been reading a newspaper and inquired, "What's going on? Why are the police after me?""I've received information that Mr. Stephen's attempted assassination yesterday failed, and you understand the implications of that, Sir."Darn it! Why couldn't they just take out one guy? Now that he was alive, he would want payback for sure.I immediately stood and hurried to my safe to retrieve my passport and important papers. After securing a lot of bundles of cash, I directed Clark, "Arrange for a flight to Africa immediately. It will be harder for the authorities to track me there. No, scratch that—I'll just use my private jet. And ensure Bernice is safe.""Sorry Godfather, but Madam Bernice's safety has been compromised. She met with Al
Patrick's POVI breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Mr. Stephen's arrival. I had tried reaching him on my way to the office, but his phone was unavailable.Mr. Smith and his minions seemed stunned, as if they'd seen a ghost.Mr. Stephen confidently stepped forward and addressed them, "So, after attempting to assassinate me last night, you have the audacity to continue your malicious acts, huh?"Each of them avoided his gaze, while I stood there, utterly shocked. Mr. Stephen was almost assassinated last night?"Mr. Stephen, we have no idea what you're talking about. What happened to you?" Mr. Smith asked, feigning ignorance."You want to play dumb, right? Because you and your friends knew I had evidence of your embezzlement in the company, you tried to assassinate me. Well, it turns out I'm smarter than all of you combined," Mr. Stephen declared boldly.He then turned to the other directors who were not in support of Mr. Smith's group and addressed them,"I have concrete evidence tha